My new book, Mind Management, Not Time Management
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It’s surreal. Ten years ago I started writing my first book. That was when I ran into a problem. keep on reading »
David Kadavy is author of Mind Management, Not Time Management, The Heart to Start & Design for Hackers.
TL;DR: Buy Mind Management, Not Time Management right now »
It’s surreal. Ten years ago I started writing my first book. That was when I ran into a problem. keep on reading »
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September’s revenues were $5,093, up from August’s $4,519. Profits were $3,242, up from $2,024. keep on reading »
When I first heard of Getting Things Done, I was skeptical. How could it possibly live up to the fanaticism of its cult following? But once I saw the power of the “next action,” of “someday/maybes,” and of organizing tasks by “context,” I knew there was a good reason for the hype: “GTD” works.
In the game of golf, there’s an expression: “Drive for show, putt for dough.” What it means is: If you want to win tournaments, practice putting.
If you’re an author who has received a Kindle Deal nomination email from Amazon, congratulations! In this post, I’ll share with you my experience. keep on reading »
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August’s revenues were $4,519, down from July’s $4,963. Profits were $2,024, down from July’s $2,777. keep on reading »
Each November, writers around the world make a commitment. They commit to writing a novel within a month. It’s called NaNoWriMo – National Novel Writing Month.
Subject: “IMMEDIATE Action Reqeusted [sic]”
They misspelled “requested,” which had the unintended effect of highlighting that this email was urgent.
An audio version of this income report is available to Patreon backers of certain levels »
July’s revenues were $4,963, down from June’s $7,588. Profits were $2,777, up from June’s $1,524. keep on reading »
In New York City, sometime around the beginning of the twentieth century, a young art student sat for a portrait.